Paws is 14. Chemo isn't going to help him or won't give him quality years to justify the harsh treatments.
Paws is my boyfriend's childhood pet. He came to us when bf's father couldn't take care of him anymore. Paws was 15lbs and had a bad limp so we got him down to 12lbs and his limp went away! He jumped and played and ran with my much younger cats. It was a good year.
These past few months he's been declining. He lost a lot of weight, he's not eating much, vomiting, diarrhea.... GI lymphoma. Vet says, a few months until he's no longer him anymore. He's still a good boy. He plays when he's up for it and will ask for cuddles. He still sings when it's nearing dinner time, even though he won't eat. Probably looking out for the younger cats to make sure they get their meals on time!
Anyway. There's a lot of guilt in the apartment right now. Did we make a mistake dieting him? He'd probably have more fat reserve to stay with us longer if we didn't. But wouldn't that be selfish also? We planned a vacation months ago, before all of this started, and leave next month for a week. Would I be an asshole for going? Should I cancel? I haven't seen my parents in months and they were so excited for us to come.
So many decisions and nothing is the right choice. Sorry for the rambling. Cancer sucks, go hug your pets.
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